The dilapidated earthen house and the extremely messy tomb, no matter which of them looked wrong.
I asked Jin Xiangqian: "Brother Jin, when you came here last time, you went directly to the cemetery, right?"
Jin Qianqian nodded to me twice: "Yes, I forgot who said something at the time that the Qigang field over the grave was abnormal, and then everyone got together and saw a grave being punctured. , but before we even entered the cornfield, the Shi family came out to stop us. " "How is the cultivation level of the Shi family?"
Wu Xiangsong responded for Jin Qianqian: "Below third-rate."
This little old man who cherishes his words like gold actually took the initiative to start, which was a bit beyond my expectation.
I gave Wu Xiangsong a smile as a thank you, and then asked Jin Xiangqian: "What about their skills?
How do they compare with yours?"
Jin Qianqian suddenly laughed: "Oh, I am also a special forces soldier.
Apart from monsters like you, there are not many people in the industry who can match my skills."
I nodded and said to Lao Zuo: "In that case, let's split up.
Let's go to the grave and have a look.
The others will go to the earthen house and pester the Shi family."
Before Lao Zuo could express his position, Wu Xiangsong immediately added: "I will follow you."
Lao Zuo glanced at Wu Xiangsong and didn't say yes or no.
He turned to Liu Shangang and said, "Go and entangle the Shi family.
If necessary, you can suppress them with force."
Without saying a word, Liu Shangang nodded and waved the others away.
Only Wu Xiangsong did not leave.
He was still standing behind, looking at me and Lao Zuo silently.
Recalling the way Lao Zuo glanced at him just now, it seemed to be filled with deep worry and distrust.
That kind of distrust was not distrust in the face of enemies or moles, but simply the fear that Wu Xiangsong would act out of tune. .
But I think Wu Xiangsong seems to be quite reliable.
Why is Lao Zuo so worried about him?
It was only a long time later that I found out that when Wu Xiangsong was still Wu Damaha, he had done something that Lao Zuo couldn't let go of.
Because of Wu Xiangsong's mistake, an entire street of people almost had their bodies eroded by Yin Qi.
Fortunately, Lao Zuo and Liang Houzai took action in time and avoided a disaster.
From then on, whenever the name Wu Xiangsong was mentioned, Lao Zuo's scalp would tingle, not to mention that Wu Xiangsong was standing in front of Lao Zuo now.
As we walked down the hillside, Wu Xiangsong followed us quietly.
Although Lao Zuo looked ugly, he still didn't say anything.
I guess that Lao Zuo didn't dare to drive Wu Xiangsong away because he was afraid of Daochang Chen's troubles.
Strangely enough, when we stood on the mountain ridge, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the sky was beautiful.
But when we reached the foot of the mountain, mist appeared out of thin air.
The moonlight shines brightly, and the fog at night appears under the moonlight, with a crisp color similar to jasper.
In addition, the fog is quite dense and thick.
Looking at it, it seems that there is really a circle of purple-white jade.
It seemed like they were surrounding us.
Lao Zuo looked up and frowned.
I thought that Lao Zuo might have discovered something, so I looked up, but in the ghost eye's field of vision, there was still only fog above my head.
"What are you looking at?"
I asked Lao Zuo in a low voice.
Lao Zuo came back to his senses slightly and said solemnly: "These fogs remind me of a very familiar formation."
I blurted out: "Sealing the Gate" Lao Zuo nodded silently.
The Gate-Sealing Formation is the most exquisite enchantment method in the Shouzheng lineage.
When I participated in the marriage fight in Guiyin Mountain, I was fortunate enough to team up with Lao Zuo to set up the formation, and I was able to see the power of this formation with my own eyes.
The biggest feature of this formation is that when the formation is formed, the sky is covered with fog and the visibility to the naked eye does not exceed five meters.
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People who go deep into the formation will not lose their sense of direction, but they will never be able to find the right direction.
They are not blind, but they can always see.
There is no way ahead.
The world surrounded by the Gate Formation is like a twisted space isolated from reality.
Standing in the mist at the foot of the mountain, I also had a weird feeling as if nothing was distorted, especially the white-purple color emanating from the mist, which made me feel very unreal.
I said to Lao Zuo: "How come the gate-sealing formation of your soul-returning village has been spread to the outside world?"
Lao Zuo just shook his head: "It's like a gate-closing formation, but not necessarily a gate-closing formation."
As he spoke, he took out a soul-sealing talisman and a flashlight from his backpack.
He first attached the talisman to the flashlight, then lit up a white light, letting the light shine straight ahead.
In the field of vision of the naked eye, the white light traveled about ten meters in the fog, and the second half was completely submerged by the fog.
Lao Zuo held a flashlight and walked deliberately slowly.
I followed him, my eyes lingering on his flashlight for a moment, then I shook my head and turned my attention to where the beam was pointed directly ahead.
I had been thinking just now about what purpose Lao Zuo had for sticking the soul-sealing talisman on the flashlight, but after thinking about it for a long time I had no clue, so I simply gave it up.
The methods inherited by each family are different, and the mysteries are different.
It is normal not to see through it, and there is nothing to worry about.
Not far away, an oval-shaped light spot vaguely appeared in the fog five meters away, but it appeared for a very short time and disappeared after only two or three seconds.
I had the illusion that in the past two or three seconds, a looming wall seemed to appear five meters away in front of me.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the light beam would cast a light spot there.
There is only one reason why the light beam projects a spot, and that is that the propagation path of the light beam is blocked.
However, in the ghost eye's field of vision, the spot where the light spot appears is only fog and no other entities.
Lao Zuo told me in a low voice: "It is true that someone has set up a formation here.
The principle of this formation is somewhat similar to the gate-sealing formation, but the people who set up the formation have limited cultivation and cannot exert its power."
I also lowered my voice: "What happened to the light spot just now?"
Lao Zuo didn't seem to want to answer this question, and he hesitated for a moment, but probably couldn't bear to disappoint me, so he explained casually: "The changes in the energy field cause the light waves to distort."
Changes in the energy field can also distort light waves But now was not the time to study such things.
Lao Zuo quickened his pace slightly and continued to move forward.
I also took the time to follow him.
Not long after walking in the fog, I couldn't find the right direction in the white and purple that filled my eyes.
Thanks to Lao Zuo's guidance, we were able to enter the messy cornfield half an hour later.
The ground is covered with dry corn stalks, and frozen corn and damp graves can be seen everywhere.
As far as the eye can see, there are several graves that have just been filled with new soil.
It seems that these graves have been punctured not long ago.
Although the new soil formed a pointed roof, the cracks left when the soil was pushed away can still be seen at the foot of the earthen grave.
The people in Shijia Old Village obviously didn't care much about this corn field.
Judging from the large tracts of corn scattered on the ground, they only planted this land but did not pick it during the harvest season.
They probably did not harvest it properly on weekdays.
Looking at this cornfield, all the corns looked thin and small, obviously malnourished, and seriously infested with borers.
Not long ago, it must have rained several times in succession here, which caused the corn that fell to the ground to be rotten and frozen.
When the villagers refilled the graves, they just rushed here, hurriedly pressed new soil on the broken graves, and then left in a hurry.
All actions were extremely hasty.
Even the cracks at the foot of the earthen graves did not have time to smoothen and normalize.
For a crack like this, just press a little bit of soil into it and pat it with a shovel, and it can be repaired smoothly.
Seeing the scenes in front of me, I immediately concluded that this old cemetery is a forbidden land shrouded in fear for the people of Shijia Old Village.
Corn is planted just to cover the grave.
They plant corn but don’t take care of it, and they don’t pick it when the harvest comes, just because they don’t dare to come.
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They rushed here to fill the grave, but refused to spend a little time to deal with the cracks in the ground because they did not dare to stay long.
Since they didn't dare to come, they still had to forcefully fill the graves, which shows that there is indeed something wrong with these earthen graves.
I squatted down and carefully observed the cracks at the foot of the earthen grave.
Around the cracks, I could vaguely see the sheen of oil mixed with moisture, and a hint of corpse odor that had not been washed away by the rain.
Pinch up a handful of soil and smell it carefully.
Well, it is the unique smell of evil corpses.
I threw away the dirt in my hand, raised my head and said to Lao Zuo: "There is an evil corpse buried in the grave.
Judging from the luster of the corpse oil, it took a long time to mature.
A conservative guess is that it is at least an ancient corpse from a thousand years ago."
Lao Zuo nodded: "Not only is it ancient, but it is also full of yin energy.
Until now, there is still a faint yin energy and corpse air floating over the cornfield.
Maybe the things in these earthen tombs are the ninety-eight bodies removed from the immortal tomb.
"Infernal Corpse."
His words reminded me, and I immediately counted the number of graves, and then curled my lips: "Ninety-nine graves, maybe one of them belongs to Luo Chengji, so that the numbers can be matched."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard Wu Xiangsong sigh with emotion: "You two are indeed masters.
The last time we came here, we didn't see anything."
"That's mainly because the Shi family didn't give you enough time."
As Lao Zuo said this, he pulled out his engineering shovel and walked towards the grave next to me.
I knew what he was going to do as soon as I saw his actions, so I quickly pulled out the engineering shovel, one step ahead of him, and shoveled the first shovelful of soil on the grave.
Lao Zuo came up and was just about to break ground, but the moment he raised his hand and waved the shovel, he suddenly stopped in place.
I felt suspicious, looked up at him, and saw him making a silencing gesture to me and Wu Xiangsong respectively.
For a moment, a burst of light footsteps suddenly sounded in the mist.
The sound sounded astringent.
It was obvious that the person walking in the mist was deliberately lowering his footsteps.
However, his light body skills were not good and his leg strength was insufficient, which caused the footsteps to be so harsh
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